Not McDonald’s!
My husband left last night for a business trip. The girls and I dropped him off at the airport. At the airport, there is a kosher McDonald’s. We live north of Jerusalem, and don’t have the opportunity to go to McDonald’s all that much. The girls wanted to go. It was a little treat that the family could share together before my husband left, so we ate there. It was good for everyone else, but for me, it was a bad mistake.
I have been under a lot of stress lately. My husband leaving was just the thing that took me over the top. (I was going to say icing on the cake, but they don’t sell cake or icing at McDonald’s.) I ate. We started off with ice cream. Waited a bit. And then we had our main course. For me, that was a quarter pounder. I don’t know why I ate it. I don’t even like McDonald’s hamburgers. Not only did I eat my hamburger, I also ate a few nuggets and some french fries.
I guess I really do know why I ate it. I ate it because I was at a low on sleep and low on nerve. To have will power, a person needs to have a bit of strength. I’ve been zapped out.
I’m not going to beat myself up over it. I am going to learn from my mistakes. When temptation like this comes around again, I’ll be ready for it. It’s OK to mess up some times, but that doesn’t mean that it defines what I am doing. I am now back on the wagon.
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